Searchin’

Gone Too Long

Shouts ring out all along The Boundary
Ghostly voices echoing from days gone by
Moments lost for ever, fading to twilight
Lost my girl and my dreams somewhere along the way

Packin’ up what cares I have left
Saying goodbyes with tearful reminders
I’ll be on that morning train headin’ south
Gonna leave this dead end, good for nothing town

There was a time that nothing but you mattered
Getting lost in your arms and favoured charms
Knowing our love would last forever
But even forever ends someday

Gotta get out before tears take hold
Before time passes and my poor heart breaks
I’ll be walking toward the horizon from now on
Searchin’ for forgotten dreams gone too long

Copyright © 2015 Shawn D. Standfast. All rights reserved.

Gone Too Long

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Love’s First Blush

Lanterns in the Sky

Under the spell of love’s first blush
Like a shot of an adrenaline rush
We were young, we were strong
Without fear it was wrong

Driving down the coast
Radio playing memories
Of summertime romance
Did we have a chance
When it came to our dance?

It’s not just a teenage love song
On the patio with lanterns in the sky
Our love was just a song away
Sharing a kiss before we said goodbye

Thinking how it used to be
Those times are close to me
For the love we could not suppress
And the softness of your caress

The heat of your touch
The beat of your heart
The rush of your breath
The mist in your eyes

When you walk into a room
With the scent of your perfume
Words flow from my heart
Hoping never to depart

You take off your dress
In the cool of the night
No need to assume
For a love we will consume

Thinking how it used to be
Those times are close to me
For the love we could not suppress
And the softness of your caress

The heat of your touch
The beat of your heart
The rush of your breath
The mist in your eyes

Under the spell of love’s first blush
Like a shot of an adrenaline rush
We were young, we were strong
Without fear it was wrong

Thinking how it used to be
Those times are close to me
For the love we could not suppress
And the softness of your caress

The heat of your touch
The beat of your heart
The rush of your breath
The mist in your eyes

The softness of your lips
The touch of your finger tips
The sweet smell of your embrace
Our bodies entwine and move in rhythm

Blessings of your caress
Darkness moves in a trance
Our bodies become one
To the tune of a slow dance

Thinking how it used to be
Those times are close to me
For the love we could not suppress
And the softness of your caress

The heat of your touch
The beat of your heart
The rush of your breath
The mist in your eyes

Driving down the coast
Radio playing memories
Of summertime romance
Did we have a chance
When it came to our dance?

Copyright © 2013 Shawn D. Standfast & James Day. All rights reserved.

Rambling Thoughts

The Silent Forest

As my delirium takes hold I find myself all alone
With mute surprise I wander aimlessly through a silent forest
Grotesque spirits shrouded in shimmering haze hover in the distance
A cold shudder ripples over me with every breath I take
Then in front of me, a shining moonflower appears in full bloom
Its sweet scent fills my nostrils and transports me far away

Rambling thoughts pour forth into a murky unknown
Ivy clad memories tremble in solemn moonlight
Decaying moments are strewn everywhere in abstract abandon
Desires shriek as writhing shadows dance with licentious rhythm
And I am caught in a rhapsody of conflicting emotion
Tossed upon a sea of lost passion and forgotten dreams

Wave after wave of missed opportunities wash over me
In echo of a life torn asunder – times past thunder all around
Suddenly, stillness descends and a velvet blackness envelopes me
As the darkness takes hold I am alone again in the silent forest
Clouds have covered the sky, blinding moon and stars
A shiver runs through me as the moonflower silently closes

Copyright © 2015 Shawn D. Standfast. All rights reserved.

The above poem was published in The Sirens Call June 2015.

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Spellbound in Darkness

Silent Moments

Conversations bubble as seats taken
Hush descends, lights slowly dim
Orchestra pit lamps illuminate shadows
Stillness overtakes as anticipation rises

Music fills the air with excited promise
Curtains part, a column of light appears
Smoke is caught and whirls endlessly
Flickering images appear on the screen

Title cards announce a tale of woe
Of love, heartache, tears and laughter
A dashing hero, a beautiful heroine
The dastardly villain bent on revenge

Romance told in visual vignettes
Music plays to action unfolding
Restrained melodies serenading lovers
Thunderous crescendo for the villain

With the sound of silence ever near
Transported to a place of wonder
When faces spoke and we listened
A world of shadow and light

Those far off days of glamour
Old Hollywood frozen in time
Dreams in silhouette survive
Forever spellbound in darkness

Copyright © 2015 Shawn D. Standfast. All rights reserved.

Silent Moments

Echoes Remain

The following poem was written for Debra Lane‘s Picture Challenge that she is hosting on her Blog Words Across the Ocean. To jump directly to all the poems for the challenge click on #PicturePromptChallenge. Below is my entry and below that is said picture.

Hollowed Out Dreams

Hovering between the sky and moon
Twilight lingers and becomes imprisoned
As dusty velvet curtains are pulled back
Revealing torment and darkness beyond

The theatre of a once vibrant life lies silent
Only echoes remain on the empty stage
An ever fading moon weeps into the mist
As shadows wander aimlessly in the gloom

Passions shelter in hollowed out dreams
Decaying desires lay strewn in the wings
A spectre of loss circles endlessly
Temptation and regret soaks the fabric of being

Waiting for the audience that never came
For the playwrights that forgot their lines
Once expectant eyes now stare back in reproach
Desolate and alone, longing for the final curtain call

Copyright © 2015 Shawn D. Standfast. All rights reserved

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Once Vibrant

Sharing Stories

Cast out from time’s fickle ways
Currents have stilled
Silence envelops in its tight embrace
Thoughts and memories evaporate

Limestone, row upon row
Moss dripping down
Centuries old, weather worn
Chiselled words fade with time

Once vibrant and clear
Names now misplaced
All but forgotten and lost forever
Scribbled in a dusty register

The roaring cry of grief muffled
Light slips away
Sadness washed into the darkness
Stillness surrounds and comforts

Tears gathered in remembrance
Sharing stories
Inward feelings of loss suppressed
As a life is rejoiced

Copyright © 2015 Shawn D. Standfast. All rights reserved.

The Enchanted Forest

The following poem was inspired by the photo below. Sarah Ward Smith (Twitter: @theodoremoo) sent me the photo and asked if I would write a poem about it. This is what happened…

Forgotten Tales

A gently breeze echoes through the enchanted forest
The moon and stars are muted with billowing clouds
And half remembered tales linger among silent trees
Their words trapped in darkness searching for home

As twilight falls excited voices erupt into the night
Chilled with fear as they wander aimlessly onward
Thoughts glimpsed in the distance just out of sight
Distorted views encircle as perception is narrowed

Imagination rustles the damp carpet of pine needles
Sadness and doubt circle as a low lying mist rolls in
Whispered words from lost fables breathe once more
Releasing tormented memories in a thunderous roar

A blood red cloak hangs, dripping with tears of rage
Discarded and unrecognized, a symbol of innocence
Anguished souls united in their struggle for freedom
Imprisoned in the enchanted forest by the rising sun

Copyright © 2015 Shawn D. Standfast. All rights reserved.

Forgotten Tales

April in Paris

This weeks poem for the Facebook Group Poetry in Motion. A picture prompt:

A Sweet Melody

With all the clichés and all the reasons for Paris
“April in Paris” strolls through my mind once again
The smell of blossoms rustles through my memories
As its sweet melody takes me back and so far away

Those sunny days walking together hand in hand
Spring in the air and a warm breeze in your hair
As April showers brought sweet kisses in the rain
And your smiling eyes saying all I wanted to hear

Time moves quickly now and so many memories fade
April and tea for two with you under swaying trees remains
Regrets build upon regrets with thoughts of you waiting
Expectant eyes scanning the crowd longing for my return

Searching through love songs for the perfect phrases
Reading lost intros and finding melodies we shared
Forgotten words come to life from memories of old
But none compare to the warm embrace of “April in Paris”

Copyright © 2015 Shawn D. Standfast. All rights reserved.

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Dreams Set Adrift

Lost

With a touch as cold as the plague
And blacker than thoughts unborn
Hands outstretched in supplication
Beseeching lives rejected and lost

Discarded moments circle endlessly
Swirling in bewildered desperation
A maelstrom of memories descend
Teetering on the edge of unknown

Wearied ghosts lurk on the horizon
Occupied with their tasks unseen
Shrill winds blow through them
A reminder of things abandoned

In a church built from its sadness
Searching for former redemption
Dreams set adrift in the twilight
A life torn asunder by loneliness

Copyright © 2015 Shawn D. Standfast. All rights reserved.

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Photo sourced from the internet. Copyright owner unknown.